Great Qin: The Carefree Marquis, Whose Wives Are All Demons

“No need to worry, Wang Kuo. Get ready to face the enemy. I've already sent Wei Yan with twenty thousand troops and Huo Jun with ten thousand to hurry toward Fancheng. Huang Zu's navy is on its way too. That makes eighty thousand of us. Against Fancheng's fifty thousand soldiers, the forces are fairly evenly matched. It all depends on how you distinguish yourselves...” If Liu Qi heard the words “evenly matched,” he would surely slap someone. How could eighty thousand against fifty thousand be called evenly matched? That was ridiculous. But at that moment, after the maids had carefully tidied him up, Liu Qi looked more refreshed than ever. He was getting ready to attend the moon-viewing banquet, hoping to find someone he fancied.